A lonely person sat alone, staring at the starsWith the wishing well a bit too farShe silently wished with her broken heartFor something to give her hope a spark.

All she wanted was maybe a friend or twoA person she could tell secrets and smileJust to make everything seem worthwhileBut she sits alone, rejected and sad.

Her friends are off playing and having a great timeWhile a lonely little angel, holding back wanting to cryShe wanted to play as well and be able to laughPerhaps draw a bunch of X's on a paper and pretend its a map.

But nobody wanted to play with the poor little girlShe hugged her knees as tight as can be, all aloneNobody bothered to see if she was okay or if she was hurtAll she wanted to do now, was go back home.. if she could

A lonely soul sat on the end of a large rockHer life ticking away with the sound of a clockShe looked around, with not a friend in sight..Knowing it would be another lonely night..

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